Chapter 32

Andrew…she was going to kick that Scotsman's ass for doing this, for surprising her.

It was also a very noble thing for him to do, to keep the other man in the loop and Tressa felt like a piece of garbage for not reaching out to Jon. She knew this man. She knew what kind of person Jon was! There was no way he'd ever abandon a child that was potentially his, not after the rough childhood he had.

"I'm glad you're here, Daddy." She meant that, feeling the tears building in her eyes, and wanted to hug him, but she didn't know if Jon would approve of that or not. Suddenly, Tressa had another thought and felt her eyes widen. "Does that mean…" Her eyes closed when another buzz sounded throughout the apartment and Tressa knew exactly who that was. Dropping her head, Tressa walked over and pressed the button, knowing this was going to be EXTREMELY awkward in the doctor's office with two giant men.

Jon was more than amused.

He had decided that while he loved Tressa, even if she had wanted him back, it wouldn't have worked. Not knowing what he did now. He had his own issues and it was obvious she had a lot of her own, no way. "Hey," He reached out and pulled her into him for a one-armed hug, the other still holding his mug. "We're both here for you, darlin', okay? And I will ALWAYS be here, no matter what."

Or maybe his 'love' had been something that had built up over the years from what had initially been a crush. Jon had a major flaw: he always went balls to the wall with everything and this time, it had bitten him in the backside. However…he was moving forward, moving on, and would do everything he said he would. Be her friend, and if that was his kid, he'd be a Dad.

"Hope you don't mind, but I, uh, gave him your address." It was the least he could do since Drew had been the one to reach out to him about the appointment.

She hugged him back briefly and opened the front door when a light knock sounded on it, greys meeting ocean blue. "Come to join the party, honey?" Tressa tried being lighthearted about this, but she KNEW these men loathed each other. And they were now in her tiny apartment and she was honestly afraid they would blow up and tear through it like a tornado. "I need pineapple."

That had been her craving as she walked past Jon to the fridge, which was FULL of pineapple stuff, and took her smoothie out to start sucking it down. So much better than coffee and healthier. Tressa had on a long-sleeved grey tunic top with black slacks and no socks on yet. Her hair was still down and drying from a shower she'd had earlier prior to Jon's arrival.

"Did you guys eat? I can whip something up quickly before we go…" This was the most awkward feeling in the world and Tressa wondered if Joseph was laughing at her from up above.

"Nay, I had a bite on the drive here." This wasn't awkward at all, even though Drew had known Jon was coming as well. He did have to wonder if Tressa would allow them both to come with her to the appointment and frowned, staring at the other man.

"What?" Jon raised an eyebrow. He listened as Drew began to awkwardly try expressing what he was thinking, finally cottoning on. "Oh yeah…" That could be rough for her, his eyes shooting to Tressa. The last thing she needed was doctors to think she was a slut or something for showing up with two sperm donors.

"It's all right; I've already told my OBGYN the situation and she didn't judge me or anything. I didn't know you two would show up like this, but…it is what it is. You both have a right to be here and there." This was a bigger deal than she thought, especially since it would be the first time they heard the heartbeat and saw the little blip on the screen. "I slept with you both willingly…and I'm not going to cancel either one of you out. I don't really care what people think about me either because, at the end of the day, it's nobody's fucking business what I do with my life or who I sleep with or get pregnant by. You two want to be there or you wouldn't be here right now, yes?" She looked between the two men, seeing them both nod and she returned it.

Jon had so many jokes he could have made and he was seriously tempted to. However, the look Tressa gave him told him she had read his mind and he'd best mind his manners. He flashed her a grin, toasted her with the mug, and then drained it. "I'll behave."

Drew had missed something, but that smirk made him roll his eyes. Turning, he clasped his hands behind his back and surveyed the apartment. This was not what he had expected to be honest. "Have ye started a room for the bairn yet?"

"And for those of us who speak English?"

"Baby."

"No, because I'm not staying here much longer." Both men stared at her and she smiled at them. "I hate Minnesota and my parents are driving me nuts. I need to move somewhere warmer because the winters suck here, as you've seen."

"Where are ye moving to, lass?"

"I was looking at Texas, one of the southern states, but I haven't made up my mind yet. I know Jon is in Vegas and you are in Florida, so I wanted to find a state I could move to that would be halfway between the two of you."

It was only fair, at least in her mind, because until this baby, or bairn in Drew's case, was born, none of them would know who the father was. There was a test she could take early, but…her OB did warn of the dangers and anything dangerous with the baby…Tressa would wait. They would wait if they truly cared. Even if Jon wasn't the father, he would always be in her life as her best friend and he could be the Uncle or even godfather to her baby.

Boy, that was messed up just thinking about it.

"Behave you two, I'm going to get my socks and boots on." She tossed the cup in the sink, which was plastic, and headed down the small hall to her bedroom.

"I think she should stay here until she knows." Jon said once Tressa was out of the room, pouring himself a refill.

Drew actually agreed, moving to make himself a cup as he considered the tiny kitchen. This place was small, he imagined for one person it was all well and fine. "What's this about her family?"

"Her family is nuts." Jon said flatly, wondering if the end of the world was approaching. He didn't like Drew, Drew didn't like him, and yet, they were standing here in this kitchen drinking coffee together.

"MY family isn't nuts, but Joseph's is. My mother is just…overprotective of me and she has a right to be after what I've been through." Losing her first grandchild and husband at the same time…yes, the woman had been through hell with Tressa. "And she doesn't know about this baby yet because I don't want to jinx anything and start telling people until I'm in my second trimester." The ONLY reason she had told Jon and Andrew was because they were the potential fathers. Jon knew about her upcoming court battle with Joseph's family, but Andrew was in the dark. "My mother-in-law, Terri, is trying to take everything Joseph left me, claiming it's my fault he died. She's blaming my career on it and claims he was very unhappy with his life and our marriage, amongst other things." The woman had also claimed the baby she'd been carrying at the time of Joseph's death wasn't even his! "Hopefully, it all comes to an end soon." She didn't want to be showing up during court and Clementine assured her this was all going to end at next month's court hearing because the judge was tired of Terri's games.

"I still say you should let Stephanie send in the McMahon lawyers, the fact that shit is STILL being dragged out tells me the court system is seriously broken here." Jon ignored the question marks basically swirling around Drew's head. "There was no case to begin with, there's a reason we have wills." To make sure the deceased's wishes were carried out and the fact that this was still going on was just mind-boggling.

Drew merely sipped his coffee, trying to sort all this information out. He and Tressa didn't just have sex, they spoke too, but he was now becoming painfully aware that he really didn't know much about her personal life, not like Jon did. They'd only started really talking and having sex almost two months ago, which didn't compare to the YEARS Jon and Tressa knew each other. They were best friends for a reason. Drew would have to deal with the fact Jon knew her inside and out and the same went for her with him. Eventually, she would get there with Drew, if he stuck around long enough. It made her wonder if Drew would be around once they found out who the father was and it turned out to be Jon. Would he really be with her while she raised another man's baby? Her best friend's baby?

The same question went for Jon – would he still be her friend and be in her life if this was Drew's baby?

"I know, okay? I know you want me to use the McMahon lawyers…I get it, but this isn't their problem. It's mine and I trust my lawyer. And there wasn't a will, Jon. Joseph made me his beneficiary, but there are grey areas and it's complicated to get into. Bottom line, Clementine and the judge are going to rip Terri apart next month and it'll be settled. We ready to go? Hold on, I need to grab something." Walking into the kitchen, she grabbed a container full of cut-up pineapple with pineapple juice and placed them in her purse. "Okay, now I'm ready."

"There's no way that's my kid. Pineapple is gross." Jon informed her, eyeballing the container with a disgusted face. He grunted when she co-cocked him, rubbing his pec with a scowl. "Pregnancy is making you violent, Tres." Regardless of who the father was, he'd still be there. Admittedly, if it wasn't his, that'd make things a lot easier on him, and probably her, in the long run.

"So, are we taking our own vehicles?" Drew asked as he bundled back into his jacket. He and Jon had brought their own cars, there was no way either of them would have survived driving here together.

"I have a Nissan Rogue, which would probably fit both of you, but if you want to take your own cars, that's fine too."

Jon opted to drive there himself while Drew decided to ride with her, not wanting her to be alone. He didn't say it out loud, but she could tell that was what the big man was thinking. Walking out of the apartment, she locked the door behind her, and together, all three headed down the stairs to walk out into the snowy weather.

"Follow me, Jon." She called to him, shaking her head at his hand gesture, and walked in the opposite direction with Drew, feeling him take her hand. Tressa squeezed back with a soft smile and leaned her head against his arm, glad he was here with her. "Does pineapple gross you out, honey?"

"It's not my favorite, but it doesn't gross me out." He laughed, shaking his head. "Me mam used to cut it up and put it in cottage cheese when we were kids. I could never get used to the weird combination of textures." Some things just weren't meant to go together. "I like pineapple best when it's cooked." This was the weirdest thing to be talking about. "You're not mad at me, are you, Tressa? For telling him?" If she was, she was hiding it quite well.

Pineapple and cottage cheese – why did THAT sound good all of a sudden? Cooked pineapple with ham – that sounded good too. Christ, she was having really weird pregnancy cravings! "You're a noble man, Andrew. I'm not mad at you at all. I didn't tell him because…well, I didn't think he wanted to know. But I've known that man for damn near 7 years now. I should have known he would want everything to do with this considering it could be his baby. You did the right thing." She stopped, reaching up to caress his bearded face and lips, shivering as his own brushed against her palm. "Thank you for telling him."

"He can't help how he feels." He said quietly, shaking his head at her assertions he was a 'noble' man. Drew really wasn't and could be as selfish as the next bloke. "Though…I also think he's not as in love with you as he thinks." He personally thought Jon was in love with a version of Tressa he had built up in his mind and had thought that she'd fall into his arms. "Regardless, I don't think seven years of friendship is something to give up on easily. He IS an obnoxious ass though, innit he?"

"Yeah, but that's just who he is. He has a good heart, a big heart, just like you. And don't give me that crap about how you don't because you DO, Andrew." Who he was on television – the Scottish Psychopath, the Hybrid – wasn't the man standing before her right now. "And I agree with you, I don't think he is either. I know he loves me and I love him too, but it's a friend's love, it's not romantic love. I don't think I'll ever have that…romantic love feeling again and I'm okay with that. I think the only person I will ever truly love on this planet again, completely, with my whole heart, is this baby." Again, she was fine with it. "Joseph was my true love and, like I told Jon, my heart is in that grave with him and the only person I'm pulling it out for is this baby, who apparently has an addiction to pineapple." That got him to crack a smile and she softly brushed her lips against his before getting in the passenger seat.

It was a damn good thing Drew wasn't in love with this woman because he had already seen what had happened to the other idiot foolish enough to fall for her. He didn't want to try imagining that kind of one-sided love or the pain it would likely cause. No thanks. Did he think she'd never love again? No, she would, and probably when she least expected it, but he wasn't foolish enough to think it would happen anytime soon, not when she was still mourning her dead husband.

"You should've been a writer, lass, you're quite dramatic." He teased, squeezing her hand gently.

"Shut up, you." She smacked his arm and shook her head, knowing sometimes her passion got the best of her. Look what happened between her and these two men!

In Tressa's mind, she hadn't fallen in love with Drew, but her mind and heart had already made that decision for her.

The Scotsman had her heart already and they just didn't realize it yet.